I was never one of those children who spent their holidays travelling around New Zealand. For the most part, I’d spend my days at my grandparents place playing out in the sun, and when I got a bit older, I’d often end up in Canberra visiting my dad. Suffice to say, I was looking forward to finally getting to visit Queenstown (for a wedding – which is exciting in itself), a part of the country I had heard so many good things about.
Never have I been somewhere in New Zealand that is just so picturesque. Lakes upon lakes upon rugged mountains, with lush green trees crowding the landscape, it almost feels like a part of the world which has gone untouched. It wasn’t long into my trip before I suddenly found myself wishing that I had more time to experience and enjoy the city, and all it has to offer – as riding the gondola up to the lookout as well as a bit of “racing” around on the luge only seemed to be the tip of the iceberg of things to do there. Queenstown, I hope to see you again soon.